Tag Archives | introspection

Honor Thy Father

“Don’t be dismayed at good-byes. A farewell is necessary before you can meet again. And meeting again, after moments or lifetimes, is certain for those who are friends.”  ~ Richard Bach, Illusions. My father was born in Brooklyn April 1, 1925, son of a devout Irish-Catholic mother and an English dad who was a Lieutenant in […]

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Climb A Mountain

The mountains are calling and I must go ~ John Muir As I’ve written before, I live in the mountains fifty miles east of San Diego, at an elevation of about 4,200 feet. Deer and wild turkeys are common. The hills are lush with grass, and native oak love the rain that falls in winter […]

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Thinking Season

I originally wrote this in October, 2011 as a guest post on my friend Terri Long’s blog. It reveals things I love and countless moments I’ve allowed to slip by. I had to share it here! Autumn is quickly making its way again to the Southern California mountains. Those familiar with this place are already admiring the changing light […]

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See Tammy Run? She’s Writing

I first met Molly on Twitter and was instantly a fan of her blog thanks to this fantastic post on editing, which, as a dedicated word-nerd, is a skill-slash-torment that I obsess over. Coincidentally, we both write fiction (my book has just been released, and hers will be coming out at any moment), so it seemed like perfect timing […]

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Yeah, I’m Overwhelmed. So What?

  A post from winter 2012 that stands the test of time … I wore myself out clearing snow all weekend. Between stints with the shovel, I turned my brain to mush completing Edit #547 of my novel, Mark of the Loon (and almost cried, because surely there will be 453 more). This morning, full-time […]

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Writers Are Readers Who Write, Right?

I’ve caught a couple articles via Twitter links advising writers of the need to cultivate readers in our genre, or be active on venues that are heavily used by readers alone. And hey, of course I understand the reasoning behind this instruction: Readers buy books. I hadn’t intended for it to be so, but it […]

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Training Wheels

The year I turned sixteen, I was shocked and thrilled when I wrangled permission from my parents to summer in Mexico – with one caveat: that I’d be kept in tow by the daughter of my mother’s lifelong friend, Judy McCoy. Kathy had ventured south the prior June to attend a gringo-specific university summer session […]

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